The Real Me

FredPeyer

Today I want to be a tree

Tomorrow I’ll be the sea

I can be anything I want to be

Except myself, the real me

 

Long time ago the real me went away

Have been looking for it every day

Tried everything, including pray

I know there is a price to pay

 

I need to find out who I am

See that my life is not a sham

Understand, I really give a damn

Don’t want to be an epigram

  • Author: Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 5th, 2018 00:35
  • Comment from author about the poem: Epigram: a short poem, especially a satirical one, having a witty or ingenious ending.
  • Category: Humor
  • Views: 33
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  • Goldfinch60

    The real you may be unseen but the one I see is fine by me.

    • FredPeyer

      You just made my night, Goldie! Thank you very much!!!

    • orchidee

      Yes, the one I see up the tree is fine by me too. Meanwhile - I met myself coming back from the shops, as I was going there. Which one was the real me?! heehee.

      • FredPeyer

        Thanks orchie! If you meet yourself coming and going, I guess you have hallucinations! Or maybe that's just you! As long as you don't sing, you will be OK!

      • Fay Slimm.

        Who you are is an internal priceless treasure dear Fred. That spirit which is not ever lost shines inside as part of the permanent and makes the real you truly beautiful.

        • FredPeyer

          Thanks a lot Fay! While my befuddled mind isn't following every twist and turn of your comment, I do like the last word!!! The last time somebody called me 'beautiful' was when I was a baby!

        • Lorna

          You're a lot of fun Fred!

          • FredPeyer

            Thank you Lorna, that was the intention!

          • orchidee

            That the real you up that tree, or is it someone else? When ya coming down?! heehee.

            • FredPeyer

              It really is me, Orchie, but I am only about 4 feet off the ground. Just don't tell anybody!

            • BRIAN & ANGELA

              Methinks FRED that you are having HAWALUCINATIONS ~ It sure affected me when I visited HAWAII ~ I don't know if it was the Garlands ~ Grass Skirts ~ Guitars ~ Singing or the Hawaiian Pina Colada ~ I sure was NOT MYSELF the week I spent there ~ and (for the record !) I've never been that same since ! I wanna go back but my Alter Ego won't let me ! ALOHA ~ BRIAN

              • FredPeyer

                Great comment, Brian. But I do have to correct you a bit:
                1. They are not 'garlands', they are 'leis'
                2. They are not ' grass skirts', they are 'hula skirts'
                3. They are not 'guitars', they are 'ukuleles'
                and last but not least, instead of the 'pina colada' you should have tried the 'sex on the beach'. Here is the recipe:
                Ingredients: 1 1/3 oz Vodka, 1 1/3 oz Cranberry juice, 2/3 oz Peach schnapps, 1 1/3 oz Orange juice
                Preparation: Build all ingredients in a highball glass filled with ice. Garnish with orange slice.
                Served: On the rocks; poured over ice
                Standard garnish: Orange slice
                Drinkware: Highball glass

                Alooooha,
                Fred

              • Tony36

                Well written and expressed

                • FredPeyer

                  Thank you Tony, both for reading and your comment!

                  • Tony36

                    Welcome

                  • dusk arising

                    Didn't i see the real you on a motorbike a while back. That was before you lost yourself up-a-gum-tree.
                    Nice one

                    • FredPeyer

                      Thanks da, the 'real' me is actually right now on the beach, sucking up a beer. Both bike and palm tree are figments of my imagination, turned 'pseudo real' through the power of photoshop! 🙂

                      • dusk arising

                        Aha! photoshop and the 'super-ego'.

                        • dusk arising

                          Aha! photoshop and the 'super-ego'.



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